Ben had to take a second to contextualize that bit of information and determine whether it was surprising or not. They'd talked here and there over the summer, but every conversation had still been fraught, heavy with the emotions of all the things they weren't talking about; honestly, he'd forgotten most of what they'd said to each other. She'd mentioned staying with a friend on a few occasions, and presumably that friend was somewhere near here if she'd been walking by the cottage in the mornings. He probably should have known more about what Melody had been doing with her time since he'd left her behind, if only because she shared nearly all of that time with their daughter. But like visiting this cottage, it had felt invasive to feign interest. Better, he had thought at the time, to just let her have something that was hers, and hope she never asked any questions about his own life that went beyond the superficial.
"With, uh — Diana," he said. The name of the friend she'd gone to visit so often since he'd left. Look, see? I am trying. Trying to do what, he wasn't exactly sure yet.
"With, uh — Diana," he said. The name of the friend she'd gone to visit so often since he'd left. Look, see? I am trying. Trying to do what, he wasn't exactly sure yet.
MJ made this <3